From the heart of a country, cold and wide,
Rises a shadow where the truths divide.
Through the eyes of a player who knows the game,
A silent struggle against the tyrant's name.
Oh, master of the midnight move,
In your darkened halls, what do you prove?
In the land of winter's endless night,
We stand against your blinding might.
In the quiet rooms where secrets lie,
A challenge to the power that won't die.
With every pawn and every move,
A whisper of freedom starts to groove.
Oh, master of the midnight move,
In your darkened halls, what do you prove?
In the land of winter's endless night,
We stand against your blinding might.
Against your might.
Charlie Root - Master of the Midnight Move Lyrics
Charlie Root - Master of the Midnight Move Lyrics
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From the heart of a country, cold and wide,
Rises a shadow where the truths divide.
Through the eyes of a player who knows the game,
A silent struggle against the tyrant's name.
Oh, master of the midnight move,
In your darkened halls, what do you prove?
In the land of winter's endless night,
We stand against your blinding might.
In the quiet rooms where secrets lie,
A challenge to the power that won't die.
With every pawn and every move,
A whisper of freedom starts to groove.
Oh, master of the midnight move,
In your darkened halls, what do you prove?
In the land of winter's endless night,
We stand against your blinding might.
Against your might.
Rises a shadow where the truths divide.
Through the eyes of a player who knows the game,
A silent struggle against the tyrant's name.
Oh, master of the midnight move,
In your darkened halls, what do you prove?
In the land of winter's endless night,
We stand against your blinding might.
In the quiet rooms where secrets lie,
A challenge to the power that won't die.
With every pawn and every move,
A whisper of freedom starts to groove.
Oh, master of the midnight move,
In your darkened halls, what do you prove?
In the land of winter's endless night,
We stand against your blinding might.
Against your might.
Writer: Dennis Vink
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